Wildfire lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah..
You know we got the wine glasses poured out and sh*t, right?
Check me out, though

[Verse 1: Anilyst]
She rolled through range on black
So cool with the bass on blast
The way that tattoo stains your back
Shake that ass
Move, make your racks
Ain't you past due to pay your tax
I don't g-g-gotta work harder to pay y'all that
Girl, I got it hard as a baseball bat
Give it to you raw
Could you take all that?
I-I-I just wanna make bucks, gain more cash
I can tell these lame f*cks ain't gone last
Tell 'em all to wake up
Ain't no chance
If you're thinkin' you can make it with the same old trash
I ain't gone speak
I'll resist the urges
Callin' you weak cause your sh*t be worthless
Falling asleep when you spit your verses
Make it harder to breathe
So your b*tch be nervous
Mellow while pickin' the weapon to grip
Incredible spittin' impeccable sh*t
Tell a ho "Hello, come get on this di*k"
Get a gold medal for messin' with chicks (messin' with chicks)
In the mood to write a song
Never cared about if I've used her right or wrong
Dude's just rhymin' on, new phenomenon
f*ck a chain, I don't move with diamonds on
I don't ask for my wrist to glisten
I just want the masses of chicks to listen
So I can get some ass and some tits to dip in
I just wanna smash, we can skip the kissin' (Yeah..)
Baby pop it and drop it
Tip me for days, I should drop a deposit
Shawty got thighs that'll wobble and walk in
Makin' yo eyes wanna pop out their sockets